The Daughter of a Rockstar [COMPLETED}

carry on

I woke up at like five in the morning chris was passed out. I made some coffee and took some to the officer outside. Since visitation didn't start until seven I hopped into the shower and stood there feeling the scolding water wash away everything. My muscles relaxed from the heat and steam filled the room. I heard Chris's phone ring so I got out and wrapped a towel around me. When I got to the room chris was talking to someone rubbing sleep from his eyes. Then they grew wide. He repeated thank once or twice before hanging up and looking up at me." That was the hospital. Your dad started breathing on his own really late last night. He woke up an hour ago. He was a bit confused but he want to see you." He said a smile on his face. I smiled and hugged him. I was in nothing but a towel and Chris noticed this. He burried his head into my neck and laughed" get dressed you little hooligan." He said grabbing some clothes then going to take his shower.  After getting ready we made our way to the hospital. We ran to the room and there sat a very disoriented but definitely conscious dad. I ran and hugged him. He laughed and hugged back" Jesus you act like you missed me" he said earning a glare from me. The officer from yesterday pulled chris to the side and started talking. I couldn't hear what he was saying but it seemed to intrigue chris. After ten minutes and a million failed attenpts to eavesdrop chris returned. He pulles me from dad" they caught your dads shooter. They tracked her from her Instagram. She was an ex fan who got rejected. Kinda a stupid reason to shoot someone but she's awaiting trial. We can go see her if you want. Just for some closure." He said. I nodded. But it wasn't closure I wanted. I wanted to slap the fuck outta this woman. Chris said goodbye to dad and I did as well. Dad was mid nap so he didn't really care. We drove down to the station and was take to the bavk where the cells were. The opened a cell and a short woman was pulled out. Her hair was black. A bad dye job to be honest. Her blonde roots shown and her makeup smeared. She lunges forwards at me screaming obscenities at me and Chris. Then she said something that set me off " who you gonna fuck next you whore" she yelled. Against my better judgement I walked up to her and slapped her. I heard the impact on her face. I slapped her two more times before I felt chris pull me away. The woman was placed back into the cell" have a nice life bitch" I said and walked out. I had to sit in a room for about an hour for attacking her but was soon released. On the way back to the hospital all the pent up anger and sadness clawed its way out. Tears pour out of my eyes as I broke down completely. Chris held my hand as we pulled into the parking lot. Interviewers crowded the entrance and camera lights flashed. Chris walked to my side of the car and lifted me out. He carried my inside avoiding people left and right. I cried on his shoulder for a while before my dad woke up. He was happy to know his shooter was caught." Hello miss,Warner. We have some good news about your father. He should be able to go home in about another three days." He said. I smiled. I needed to plan a party for his return. We sat there and chatted for three more hours before me and Chris went home. I went straight to bed looking forwards to party planning tommorow.
CHRIS'S POV
Alex talked about throwing a party when her dad get released. Which I'm excited for. Because this gives me a chance to propose. I already have the ring. I know its a bit early but this girl is my life. So in two days I'm going to ask alex to be my wife. And ive already alsed her dad for permission. I asked him the day he was shot. Which was why I was so devastated.  Not only because my friend and hopefully sopn to be father in law was in the hospital. But also because i never got to ask her but I will get my chance. But im so scared. Am I going to fast? Is it to early to ask?